alcohol addiction

Chapter 22 Bo Qiqi, will you spoil me forever?

Mu Jiu trotted towards Bo Qi.

She was at a loss in her watery eyes and looked at him.

A very firm voice: "I don't want to recognize my godmother, although my aunt is very beautiful, if you can't do it, you can't do it."

She was afraid that Bo Qiqi would press her head to the ground, tyrannically threatening him to kowtow to recognize her relatives.

Bo Qi frowned, and said coldly, "I won't force you."

Hearing these three words, Mu Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, and said happily to the eldest wife.

"Brother Seven's mommy is so pretty, Jiujiu likes you, can Jiujiu call you aunt from now on?"

The eldest lady was directly amused by Mu Jiu.

"Okay, everything is fine. Auntie likes you too. Come and see if you like it."

The eldest lady handed the newly made one to Mu Jiu.

Mu Jiu liked it at first glance, mainly because the doll resembled her sleeping.

Unexpectedly, the eldest wife saw her son holding the girl's hand.

Bo Qi came over with Mu Jiu and sat on the sofa.

But let Mu Jiu sit directly on his lap.

The first time, Mu Jiu was a little stiff, this is already the second time.

Well, she can.

Bo Qiqi always likes to kiss and hug her, she will gradually get used to it.

The eldest lady looked a little uncomfortable.

But he still smiled and said, "Ah Qi, let Jiujiu sit by himself."

Bo Qijian raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "This little thing is light, I'll hug it."

Then the slender fingers pinched Mu Jiu's face, and said in a low voice, "I asked you for leave, and I told the second brother, stay here obediently tonight, and the seventh brother's room is for you."

Mu Jiu nodded obediently, and looked at Bo Qi with her watery eyes.

The soft voice is waxy: "I see, you will send me to school tomorrow, and I have a professional class at 10 o'clock."

Bo Qi's thin lips spat out: "There is a studio on the third floor, do you want to see it?"

The eldest lady gave her a hand, she didn't expect that Ah Qi would even open the studio on the third floor to this little girl.

Mu Jiu shook his head, not very interested.

Soft coquettish voice: "Another day, I want to learn this, can Auntie call me this, I want to make up a Seventh Brother."

Those watery eyes looked at the eldest wife, glowing with stars, always happy.

The eldest lady smiled, took some out of the drawer, and handed them to Mu Jiu.

"It's all Ah Qi. I can make it up when I have nothing to do. I'll teach you which one you like."

Mu Jiurou's pouty face was filled with joy, and he immediately chose the one he liked the most.

Cool, cold and arrogant.

Bo Qi saw that Mu Jiu had been learning weaving from his mother for a long time.

Very happy for two people.

This feeling is very strange.

Until this little thing started hacking again.

Bo Qi said: "Mom, I'll carry Jiujiu upstairs first."

Bo Qi immediately picked up Mu Jiu and went upstairs.

Sitting in his arms for two hours, even Mujiu got used to it.

Bo Qi said he wanted to carry her upstairs, but Mu Jiu tilted his head and leaned into his arms.

Still coquettish: "Bo Qiqi, I don't like the color of your room, it's too dark, I want blue."

Bo Qi looked down at the person in her arms, and said in a low voice, "Well, what else should I change?"

Mu Jiu thought for a while, and then said: "Slippers, slippers don't have my size 35, remember that."

Bo Qi's thin lips curled up even more: "What else?"

Bo Qirou's pouty face was full of happiness, and he said coquettishly: "There are still clothes. My clothes are all custom-made, but they are very comfortable. My mommy is super powerful."

Bo Qi's deep eyes were doting, and she said in a low voice, "I will buy a high-end company and only make clothes for you."

Mu Jiu's face became happier, and he looked at the man in front of him with watery eyes.

She leaned over and pressed her pink lips against Bo Qi's ears.

Her coquettish voice revealed her happiness: "Bo Qiqi, will you spoil me forever?"

(End of this chapter)